HAYbitches!!!

Hay BITCH...Remember ME!!!

2007-01-22T19:48:00.000-08:00

HAY!!!!

How's everyone doing? I know you all think I'm dead, but NOTHING can kill REEFA (PS> that's not my name anymore...In fact, I don't even smoke.)

I am doing FABULOUS but just haven't been near a comp for quite some time. I just bought my boyfriend MIKE, that I have been living with for a year ,a new desk. So we decided a comp would go well with the new purchase.

I'm not far from where you last all saw me...the Lesbian Capital of the world (NORTHAMPTON) is now my home ,(even closer to Diva's than Amherst). I now am your neighborhood bartender/server at UNION STATION and SPAGHETTI FREDDY'S.

To all you BOSTON folk, GET READY... Joshua Michael Stevens will be arriving in town on MARCH 30th. Me and Christina Aguliera have a date at the BANKNORTH GARDEN, along with the PUSSYCAT DOLLS and my BF Michael. We will be in town for a few days so reserve some time in your busy schedules to chat....And by some time I mean HOURS, because you have no clue how many stories I have (Actually... you probably do.)

So EVERYONE PLEASE GET IN TOUCH,
Joshua Michael Stevens
141A Round Hill Road,
NOHO MA 01060
413 210 1727
IM: ReefaJosh
Joshisan@yahoo.com

Tell Me Your Fuckin' E-Mail Address'

2005-07-15T02:53:00.000-07:00

I know that not too many of you actually check out this site, but if you are one of the FABULOUS PEEPS that does... send me your e-mail address @ joshisan@yahoo.com

And of course spread the word to all those bitches of mine that you know I love and want to still keep in touch with.

Tomorrow (July 15th @ about 4 o'clock) I will officially have my own computer, in my own room, and online!!!

Call me @ 413 665 3970.

Love You All
Reefa

Life Goes On....

2005-07-14T00:35:00.000-07:00

HAY everyone....

It's been a long time (Once again, sorry!) And of course I have too many stories to tell. The latest is once again about a KENNY JAMROG visit. Keep in mind that the fact that I just mentioned Kenny means the rest of the story is going to be somewhat of a blur. A three day blur to be exact (well, not that exact at all!!!)

Once upon a time in a gay land not that far away from Amherst, MA a man called Tristyn actually got in touch with his good friend Reefa. It had been ages since this had happened because of how often Reefa's roomate was online. He informed the "REEF's" that not only would he be coming over that afternoon, but also in attendance would be the famous Kenneth Jammrog. (Sorrrrry Kenny if that's not how I Speel it!!!)

Immediately Reefa realized it was time to eat some solids. For if Kenneth and Tristyn arrived at the house before the solids were digested, his life would have many more reprocutions than if he did indeed did do this. The MAcaroni & Cheese with HOT DOGS was scumptious.

Before Reefa could change his ensemble (which as we all know takes quite some time,) the boys had arrived, and the BLUR had begun. Kenneth and Reefa went to the "Spirit Haus," to aquire as many "spirits" as monetarily possible, while on the way to Tristyn's home.

Quickly the boys downed all of the "spirits" and decided the temprature, even in the air-conditioned apartement, was too much to bear. The Conneticuit (I doubt that is how I spell it,) River would be the best location to cool off.

Deciding the Mercedes would be the best vehicle to drive to the HICK-INFESTED beach would be the best idea, the three boys proceeded on. When they arrived, all they could see was Hadley HICKS who were sure to be the least likely people to enjoy the company of these FABULOUS boys. They decided to take the Mercedes and go a bit further down the river to where there was water and sand...but no HICKS!!!!

Only the two daring and courageous boys, Reefa and Kenneth, dared go into the raging rapids. While risking his life in the river, Reefa astained an animal bite, the animal yet to be determined. (And just so you all know, that may be a bit of an exaggeration. It might have just been a scratch from a stick in the mud?!?)

With Reefa gushing blood from his ankle the boys decided that back to Trisyn's would be the best idea. They arrived there, "stitched" Reefa up, and made plans for the evening. ('Cause as we all know, a little "animal bite" isn't gonna' stop our REEFA!)

The boys prepared for anything that could possibly occur that evening, and as I stated at the beginning of this tale...anything was possible. One of the men dropped out, for work with daddy the next day was immenent. Of course we all know it was not our good old Reefa, 'nor our FABULOUS Kenneth. So the two boys left awake prepared themselves for the worst/best to come.

With every intention of visiting SPRINGFIELD and it's fabulous clubs with many naked dancing men, the boys came-too and realized driving that far was impossible. So off to SEVEN-O's it was (now right down the road from where Reefa resides.)

Of course if anyone reading knows either Kenneth or Reefa, you know this is that exact opposite of where we would EVER end up. But desperate times call for deperate measures.

The next thing I remember was waking up at three o'clock in the afternoon the following day to a phonecall from both of our good friends' TYLER. UH-OH!!!!

He was easily convinced to get his tall, skinny, hair-dressing ass out this way. But why just sit there and wait for him at Reefa's when you can go out for Chinese Food and Scorpion-Bowls in the center of Amherst, and then rendevous with him at Reefa's EX-place of employment. So off for MSG, Chinese rum, and good ABC beer our boys went.

AT THIS POINT IF YOU ARE STILL WITH ME, I GIVE YOU A MILLION SNAPS. WE ARE ONLY HALF-WAY THROUGH THIS DEBAUCHEROUS TALE, SO STAY WITH ME GIRLS AND BOYS!!!

While ordering our average beverages, Stoli-O Cosmo with a splash of lime and a twist of orange, and a Grey-Goose and tonic with only a bit of lime, we ran into our good old NH (For all of you wierdos...NorthHampton) friend...JONATHAN! As excited as we to see him, was how he felt about the reunion. Immediately Reefa, Kenneth, Jonathan, and shorthly there-after...TYLER, were all the "QUEENIEST" boys once again united.

Swimming was the only thing the drunk boys could comprehend at this point, and since Reefa's new place has a FABULOUS pool facility, the boys opted for a re-visit to the "Spirit Haus" and then back to Reefa's it was. There is no need to discuss the journey to the pool, 'cause as you all can imagine... it was the "GAYEST" pool trip you ever did hear of.

And after we all left the pool to go back over to Reefa's place, only because the "spirits" were gone, the group decided that PUFFERS POND would now be where the party was at. Our bitch Tristyn just-so-happened to have just finished work for the day also, so a fifth we did have.

Cocktails were made, and the Audi was driven...to PUFFERS that is. The boys seemed to be toning down, and as we all know...Reefa does not like these words, so into the nasty Puffers he dove to liven up the party. The other FANTASTIC 4 watched from the bench as Reefa rolled up his FABULOUS pin-stripped dress pants, accessorized with his plaid white and black belt, and jumped into the pond. Before they could yell "HAY BITCH," he was half-way across the pond with his FABULOUS swimming skills from the good old lifeguard days kicking in.

Hearing not all the yells from the boys on the side of the beach he departed from, Reefa finished his journey accross the pond. If we all know Reefa well enough we know that as of this point he did indeed have a hard time breathing, but that would not stop him from facing the evil goblins (JK,JK,JK, just a little LORD OF THE RINGS referance!!!) But he did finish. Drunk as he was, he grabbed a T-shirt off of the ground from one of the un-knowing recreationalists on this new side of the pond, and began walking back around the pond to where the distraught boys supposedly awaited. But of course as he had expected, the boys had already jumped into the Audi and booked it to the other side to save Reefa's life. There in the middle of the Amherst road, half-way between the two sides of the pond, they made him strip naked and get into the vehicle for the ride home.

Now the story slowly comes to a hault. For all of the boys were exausted, and the "spirits" were now gone. So with a "Happily Ever After" ending, they all managed to pass out (not just fall asleep, but rather...pass out) and have a good nights-sleep. In the morn' Reefa awoke to an empty house, for all of the boys had to depart early that morning for home.

THE END

Why Be Homeless When You Can Live In The Dorms?

2005-05-22T04:29:00.000-07:00

So I officially still have no place to reside right now. I have a roomate with which to reside, but just no location to do it.

For any of you that didn't hear the long-ass story about how my two EX-roomates screwed me over at my appartment in Rolling Green, here's the jist of it. I came home one Sunday night at 2 o'clock AM to everything that I owned in a pile in my livingroom, and everything that my two roomates owned completely removed from the place. The place had been cleaned out, and there was a note about how sorry they were it had to end this way, but they just couldn't live at home and still pay the rent for this place too. They decided together to move out and not pay any more rent.

This left me with the decision of either staying at my empty appartment, and shortly thereafter getting an eviction notice for not having the entire amount of rent paid, or option two. Feeling bad for me the landlord told me that if I moved out within 3 days he would "Terminate The Lease," rather than evict any of us. This way, Rolling Green could move someone else in and make thier money, and none of us would have an eviction on our record. Of course, I opted for the better of the two (even calling it that is absurd though.) So with only a matter of days to find a place, my dear good friend, Jennifer Dawson (which for those of you that don't know her, I lived with her last summer in the house me and Brett moved into in June, and have remained great friends since,) allowed me to move in to her empty dorm room in CRAMPTON in SOUTHWEST. It was basically empty because that bitch got married on Valentine's Day (along with Brett I hear,) and got to move in to the appartments that are for students that are married. She still had her single on the ALL GIRLS FLOOR though, 'till the end of the semester. VERY incognito, I have basically slept and showered there for the past month. I know I don't even have to bother telling you how much it sucked...even though I still owe Jenn my life just for giving me a place to do those things.

But now school is over. Move-out day was yesterday, Friday May 20th. Me and my good friend Brian are perspectively moving into a two-bedroom at CLIFFSIDE in Sunderland on Monday if everything fuckin' goes all right. I'm not into the whole Jesus thing, but let's fuckin' pray it all works out, otherwise....?

And I guess on the "praying" note, everyone out there should say a little something for MR. JAMES ROBERT STEVENS. On Saturday, May 14th at about 7 o'clock PM, he crashed the motorcycle he and another lady were on and passed away. He died instanly, and with no pain, and the poor woman on the back is still alive with her jaw wired shut and many other injuries. My family and I spent all week together taking the proper steps to mourn his loss together. RIP dad.

Hopefully next time I leave you all a little memo of my life, it'll be a bit more "Josh-like" and cheery. Hopefully it will be from my new room in Sunderland, and everything will be going fantastic.

But 'till then...there's always tomorrow. It's Graduation Day and I think many of you are coming to visit and celebrate with Jennie and the twins. I'll see ya' all there. Love Ya'!!!

Spring's Here BITCHES

2005-05-15T14:14:00.000-07:00

How excited are we all for the fabulous weather that's back again. Spring is officially here, and with it comes so many other wonderful things. For instance...the patio at the Amherst Brewing Company. This not only means more money for Joshy, but it also means MARGARITA, MARGARITA, and more MARGARITAS.

Now is also that time in some people's life where school is coming to an end. Congrats to all the graduates I know, especially my Miss Jennifer Schoe (sorry about the spelling hun!), and the two Wooley Brothers. Good job guys.

Another reason to rejoice in these pre-summer times is the release of the final STAR WARS. Melina must be shitting her pants wherever she is. Yet another fan-tabulous event would be the celebration of the birth of Erin Lilley. Sorry I couldn't make it out to Boston for your birthday, but if I know you well enough, it was a hit even without me.

To celebrate all of these wonderful things, there's only one thing that can be done---PARTY! I have the whole weekend off for graduation so I will hopefully be seeing everyone of you. I'll bring the camera to capture all the debauchery that's going to take place, and maybe Mike Barry can show me how to get them all on this site for all your viewing pleasures.

Some more good news recently is my relocation. Brian and I are going to be residents of SOUTHPOINT in Amherst. I'll try to keep the reputation of Kenny's old place there going. Once we get the place all together and FABULOUS, we'll have a little "get together" so all of you can come see our abode.

Love you all!!!
See Ya' Soon

HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY

2005-03-18T11:25:00.000-08:00

So,
Happy St. Patricks Day everyone!!!
(And by everyone I mean Steph, who is the only person so far to check out my site.)

I hope everyone had a drunk-filled and FABULOUS St. Pattys Day yesterday. I would have told you all about mine last night while I once again was the last one awake, but there was that lack of internet access again. I'll get ya' all caught up to speed now though.

It began like any other Thursday. I woke up semi-hungover, dragged my ass into work for 10:30, and was the only server on all day. (Don't get me wrong, this is a good thing. I actually make some money, and the day goes by much quicker.) Me and "TREballs" (aka. Tracey, my friend and manager) ran around like normal, it was actually busy!!! By the end of our shift though, we knew what needed to be done--Irish Car Bombs. So Tracey, her hubby, Jason, Kate, and I all celebrated the holiday with a very "St. Pattys Day" shot. While we all sat at the corner of the ABC bar I decided to get even more into the spirit by sporting a HUGE "Guiness" hat. Not just a regular "Guiness" hat, but one that was double the size of my head, soft and furry, and shaped like a pint of Guiness. I thought nothing of it, but Tracey's face and the "BEER FACTS" chaulkboard behind me had something different to say. By the end of our "journey" at the bar, you were not able to state even one beer fact!!!

Then I had to make the better decision and exit my place of employment before things got rowdy. I had plans with Tristyn to go out and be debaucherous in some manner, so first...I needed to get myself pretty. To the tanning booth I went!!! And while I was there I thought a quick trim on the old 'dew would do me well. Then back to good old Rolling Green to finalize the process.

After being informed that our old pal Kenneth Jamrog was going to be in attendance for the evening, I needed to make sure the ensemble was especially FANTASTIC. Leather pants it would have to be!!! I got ready as quick as possible, and we all know how quick that actually was. Next thing I know, the boys and Madonna were right outside the sliding doors. Just to piss me off, they told me how tired and drunk they had gotten all day while I was at work serving peeps their Corned Beef and Cabbage. They didn't think they would be able to make it out of the house. With a quick shimmer from the glitter on my face, it was easy to convince them to go out with me to Springfield and see some PENIS. (Yeah male strip-club!)

Seeing as all of us were "A little intoxicated" to say the least, we tried to put our two-halfs of a brain together and come up with a plan on how to NOT have to drive home from XTATIC. It wasn't the drive there we were worried about--Kenny said he was good to get us there. After carefull collaberation we came up with the idea of the Holliday Inn.

In two-shakes of a lambs tail the trio of fags were off like a prom dress!!! Like always, the night was crazy. At the club I was bought my first lapdance by Mr. Jamrog. When I sat down on the bench I told the boy/man that he was poppin' my cherry. I asked him what I was supposed to do, and he just told me to sit back and enjoy--kinda' like what I tell my customers at the restaraunt! SCARY!!! After that I had troubles finding Tristyn and Kenny all night. Turns out the reason is that they were in the back blowing all thier money on penis. They basically were getting a lapdance the entire time we were there.

And then the shit went down...
Next thing I know, we're in our hotel room with three strangers (one was a stripper from the club), and nobody has any booze or other party favors. Obviously the only thing to keep us all entertained would be to watch Kenny have sex with one of them, while also trying to make small-talk to each other. Before we know it though, the older (mid 50's) guy is trying to pass out in Tristyn and I's bed. Tristyn laid down the law and told the two not "with" Kenny it was time for them to go. They complied. Within an hour all was well. It was back to the originall three amigos and sleep was well within our sight.

Now it's morning, and life is great. We went to HOOTERS for some breakfast, and by breakfast I mean Blueberry beer and wings. Our waitress got quite the show. By the end of our meal she was allowing us to slide her orders along the "order-in" line. Kenny and Tristyn were revealing thier newfound plans to open a DICKS--in which male servers would be required to wear just a tight speedo. She loved us though!!!

Talk to Ya' Soon

The Official Start of "JUST JOSH"

2005-03-11T18:26:00.000-08:00

So...

I somehow created a blog way back on my birthday (January 31), but it now does not exist. Do you even know how much typing that means I have to do!!! Think of all the stories I could possibly have told in a WHOLE month's worth of time. That is a fucking LOT of stories!!!

Well, Here we go...

As you can clearly see, Josh is officially online. Bear with me getting this site together 'cause not only do I not have regular access to a computer, but me and computers do not typically have the best relationships. I plan to have a bunch of pics ready for your viewing pleasure sometime soon though. These will aide in the process of catching up on "Josh's" current events. 'Till then, my words will have to paint you all the pictures.

So first of all, THE BIRTHDAY!!!

I don't know about Steph and Justin Timberlake, but once again my birthday seemed to last for days. Somewhere amongst the drunken stooper I managed my way out to good old Providence,RI with some of the best clubbers I know. Of course my right-hand man Brian was present, and an un-expected old-time guest arrived at the club surprising us all...TYLER SULLIVAN! We partied like rock stars, and somehow did not manage to get kicked out of the club. By the end of the night I found myself in a weird town known as Chelmsford, MA. Tyler had become the "hostess with the most-ess" for my post-party party. 'Till the wee hours we continued our debauchery in his bedroom.

And for the next issue at hand...

Stephanie Wilson finally came back to her homeland and visited all of us "New England" folk. She made her way to Amherst for one fun-filled night at the Pub (if you want details refer to her website at [stephandlola.blogspot.com]). The next night we proceeded to grace Boston with our presence. Joined by Morgan, Mike, Danielle, Jennie, Bree, and a few others we haven't seen in quite some time, we proceeded to do it up UMASS style. I think I can speak for us all when I say..."Come back again soon ya' bitch!!!"

And on another FABULOUS note...

CONGRATULATIONS!!!! To not only one couple, but two. Mr. Brett Holladay is now officially a married man, and thank god it happened here in the good old state of MA, 'cause his wife is actually a man. GO BRETT GO!!! GOOD LUCK!!! And then to my dear Jenn and Jackypoo, who have held a place in my heart since this previous summer, CONGRATS to you too. I wish FABULOUS things for both sets of newlyweds.

And now on a more "JUST JOSH" note...

Let's all hope this nasty-ass weather (and for you folks that are not living up here in MA...the snow just keeps on coming) goes away as quick as can be. "Josh" needs to start wearing some of those FABULOUS spring clothes he has been saving since he gained some chubb, and then lost it all again. Isn't that the best feeling girls...being able to fit into all of that clothes you wore years ago (including those leather pants you all saw me in on my 21st!!!).

Anyway, I've had enough of Tristyn and Paul having sex in the background, so I'm 'gonna go join them now. JUST KIDDING!!!! I can never get enough!!! HAHAHAHA

Love Ya' Bitches